night angels
Written on Tuesday, February 26, 2008 by blognusantara
weave a stream of dream
leave a beam that dim
follow a current of fibrous passion
blow a candle of shattered infatuation
fireflies encircle us
moonlit bestows
carve your dream on your palm
angels of the night make their last flight
entrust your dreams on their palms
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Very nice poem. It has a light loosely structured feel.
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thank you :)
I appreciate you taking the time to visit, read and to leave comment.
for me,
poem is an soul expression that bound by no rule (structure). So I keep it minimal. It's nice you notice that.